User blog comment:Biggren/The Northern March/@comment-3135907-20130319214357/@comment-3135907-20130320204936

Slaye grins maliciously. "Aha, there's where you're off, mate. I don't plan on fightin' agin those rabbets, we're gonna stay outta the big action, an' then reap the benefits. Gold, silver, jewels, all sorts o' plunder! Yer can't say no t' that, can yer, matey?"